Not Such Ill Timing (I’m insensitive)

We never, ever skip church. Unless someone is really sick. Every once in a while, you’ve just had a rough week, and FEEL like doing nothing all day Sunday, you know? But we don’t do that. We’re churchgoin’ folk. But this was one of those weeks and yesterday was one of those days when we (at least I) really, really didn’t feel like leaving the house. But of course, the Sunday-morning machine was set into motion anyway and we were well on our way to getting out the door in our Sunday best when….

Ben started puking. Like a lot. And we noticed Claire has that rash AGAIN. (I’m not so sure it was chicken pox a few weeks ago, after all. We’re going to the doctor again tomorrow–a pediatrician this time.) So we decided it was best to stay home. Inside I was a little relieved. (I don’t think I’m supposed to admit this stuff, but I’m a compulsive truth-teller. It’s addictive.)

And it was a really nice day. Keith quite conveniently got to watch a live football game with the boys–and a good one–OU rocked! And I did a little laundry and worked on a very fun little pet project of mine that I haven’t had much time for lately, a Christmas gift for our extended family. We all took naps, ate leftovers from the fridge in preparation for Thanksgiving, had a nice time of family worship, and just relaxed the day away. It was a really good day.

So why do I still feel guilty for not going to church yesterday? And I think I feel guilty for feeling guilty, which is really weird. Hmmmm, I think I have guilt issues. Advice?

About cashclan

Lisa is a grateful, born-again follower of Jesus Christ who has spent her adult life on the Gospel in several global contexts. She is the wife of one wonderful, jungle-gym of a man, who is to her the single most ravishing piece of flesh on planet earth (stolen good-heartedly from Christine Caine). She is a dedicated home educator to their four beautiful children, ages 6 to 12, whom she would be happy to gush over any time. She is an avid reader and a storyteller, an aspiring writer, a missionary to the nations and a singer of His praises, a loyal friend, an obsessive-compulsive Googler, and comedienne extraordinaire on her best days. She would also like to think that she is a loyal and loving, truth-telling friend.
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5 Responses to Not Such Ill Timing (I’m insensitive)

  1. jonathan says:

    You know if you don’t go to church Jesus won’t know what you look like when you get to Heaven…maybe…oh nevermind.

  2. Ryo says:

    Glad you had a nice day yesterday. Was a bit worried, but God uses ALL things(and situations) for the good of those who love Him!

  3. Margo says:

    God still loves you…how’s that for advice?? We didn’t go today either; we were out of town. I don’t feel guilty. Sometimes church seems like work for us and I know God knows that, something that we need a break from sometimes…we still rested in Him today, just not in a building. I still think you’re awesome…and sorry about the vomit and the rash. Weird.

  4. How I know THAT feeling… we VERY rarely skip, but when we do, we make sure to sit down as a family and listen to either a live sermon (Saddleback & or a podcast message and we always throw in some worship. I don’t think God minds WHERE we worship Him as long as we make Him our priority!!!

    PS: Would you mind sharing your craft project? I’ve been going crazy trying to think of something to make for our family.

  5. Starr says:

    Sunday is my least favorite day for the kids to get sick. Jonathan still has to report to church on Sunday’s no matter what, which leaves me home tending to the sniffles (or worse) all by my lonesome. Not to mention Jonathan has to cover all his usual responsibilities at church, plus mine as well! Not fun. Not fun at all.

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